Im damned.I talk to people when i can, Only to be put back down, I wonder why this is happenin', What have i done to deserve this?Im damned.
I always try to socialise, just to be ignored, like i'm a peice of dirt on the ground, I must be damned!
I hate my presence in this world. Why cant i just die? Leave me to rot, Leave me in a cot of death.
I tried talking to those who listen, But they make it seem it was my fault, Was i created to be this? Let me cease to exist!
I hate my presence in this world. Why cant i just die? Leave m
Friendship is confusing."what is a friend? how do we know that we are one or that we even really have them?"Friendship is confusing.
that is the question that runs through my head.
I sit in thought. i breathe in doupt.
I read through articles, i look at programs... i watch people talking to each other, they are friends. i see how people are to each other, how friendly. Im lost in my thought...
no one interacts with me... im left away from everyone... I puzzle and puzzle. I dont notice someone coming up behind me.
The person has a gun, pointing to my head. They calL " hey mate!" it was my on
Fade awayI sit in my bedroom, thinking. I pick up my glass, drinking. I look around my room, bleeding. I look at the walls, they are dripping.Fade away
I look closer at the bleeding walls. It looks like my own blood. I sit in the corner of the room. I stay alone, away from everyone.
I think, I stare, I speak aloud. "I wish i could just fade away, as i wont be missed" I sigh, I wait.
As I look up, the door opens. A tall man walks up to me and draws a sword I stare, he laughs. I stand, as I do so, I am kicked back down again.
The man raises
Twisted worldThe world has become corrupt, All this corruption leads to destruction, But let us revise, Before our demise.Twisted world
It started with greed,
Just when we were freed, Then we had the need, To feed off this world, As if it was ours to own, But our welcome has out grown.
This is the end of time, So listen to my rhyme, Time is running out, So do not pout.
Now there are slaves, Slaves until their graves, Until their owners leave them, Then replace them once again.
The people these days are clowns, Others give them
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I do what i like and i like what i do O_O; !!!
Theres a time and a place for slaying... ah i cant be buggered
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I do what i like and i like what i do O_O; !!!
Theres a time and a place for slaying... ah i cant be buggered
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I do what i like and i like what i do O_O; !!!
Theres a time and a place for slaying... ah i cant be buggered
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I do what i like and i like what i do O_O; !!!
Theres a time and a place for slaying... ah i cant be buggered
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if you're interested iBlog
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I do what i like and i like what i do O_O; !!!
Theres a time and a place for slaying... ah i cant be buggered
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